Bangalorized..!!

I sprang up to the ominous tone of the alarm at 7 am on a mundane Monday morning. A dreary and threadbare week ahead flashed in my mind. Halfheartedly, I scurried through my daily routine and left home 2 hours early to battle the traffic. Exhausted and languished, I reached my office only to face what was even worse “The Corporate world- A planet where they will lure you into the world of drudgery far away from peace and they will pay you to sabotage your relationships with happiness”.

Welcome to Bangalore, a city packed with millions of hackneyed spirits jostling for free space, where a phony life has taken over an authentic one and crime rates are on an all time high.

With population growing at a rate one has never seen before, Bangalore is nearing saturation and quality of life is deteriorating as the day progresses. Trees are being felled to make way for swanky malls and the good old departmental stores are at their fag end of their life. Slums are accumulating and with that instances of crimes are on the rise as well. This is how Bangalore looks like to an outsider and yet, he decides to dwell in the suburbs of this cursed Silicon Valley of India and the reason is so conspicuous.

People get paid handsomely in return for their happiness and the lust of money has festered their minds. Everyone is in a rat race to earn what is more than necessary. We are dancing to the tunes of a pied piper of Bangalore who has influenced the way we lead our life. Earning has become our supreme motivation for attaining Moksha. “The youth”, which constitutes the indispensable part of Bangalore life, has redefined meaning of Relaxation. Pubs and discos have become the new places for recreation after a grueling five day work. The best of weekend is spent either sleeping or relaxing. A plethora of transformations has struck the city and we have always been excellent to adapt.

A casual evening stroll has been replaced by a frantic chase behind an overcrowded bus; silence of serene parks has been destroyed by phony and zany laughter sessions and especially, we, the youth have been successfully alienated from relationships and passion. We have been successfully transformed into robots, whose life cycle start on a Monday morning and ends on a Friday evening.

The regard for hard earned money is lost and so is the quality of life. People flaunt a western outlook so as to avoid humiliation.

I called my friend after a long time asking him to meet me and pat was the reply-“Silk board traffic sucks dude, sorry to disappoint you. Let’s catch up on fb”. The reason was out of bounds of my imagination.

And, Oh yeah! We still live in Bangalore, not Bengalooru and I won’t quit hoping for that day when we start leading a normal life.